Being a teddy-parent takes a lot of effort….at least that’s how it sounded from the grunts and sighs emanating from Milo’s room last night. He decided that his baby bear needed to go to bed, so he arranged the turtle pillow, proffered the chewie (pacifier), and smoothed the blankets over the resting bear. Once he had everything sorted (as they say here in NZ), he turned out the light and closed the door, “shushing” us so the teddy would have the quiet he needed to drift off peacefully. Curious, I asked him if crocodiles eat bears…. this time he said “No!” He was unwilling to feed this baby to the crocodile. That’s a step forward, I’d say!